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"Did you know that the Vatican has a permanent population of only 800 people, while Australia alone has 4700 million kangaroos? If the kangaroos decide to invade the Vatican, then every Vatican resident would have to kill 58750 kangaroos. You don't know, you don't care, you only care about yourself."

On the plane from the Vatican to China.

A young girl in a nun's habit closed the "Prayer for Peace" in her hand and began to chatter incessantly to the bald, middle-aged man sitting upright next to her, who was sweating profusely.

The uncle's lips twitched.

The girl is a nice person, it's just that she has a mouth.

From the moment he boarded the plane, I urged him to do good and to repent.

From an Australian kangaroo elbowing the Vatican to mixing concrete with pasta, this girl's mouth never stopped.

"If you keep talking, I'll jump out of the plane."

The man finally lost his temper and threatened her fiercely.

To everyone's surprise, the girl became even more excited after hearing this. Holding the scriptures, she said with a serious face, "You're right, but there are only three emergency exits on this plane, and there are more than 700 people on board. That means if you open the emergency exits, then each emergency exit will be responsible for the escape of more than 200 people."

"Our plane was only equipped with thirty parachutes, which means that on average each parachute would have to carry the lives of twenty-five people."

"You don't know, you don't care."

"You only care about yourself."

"ah!!!!!"

"I can't take it anymore!"

The middle-aged man finally broke down. He raised his hands and snapped them hard against the top of his head. Then, like peeling a dragon fruit, he peeled off his scalp, revealing furry wolf ears and a pair of vertical pupils that gleamed eerily green under the cabin lights, belonging to a non-human creature.

"Actually, I'm a werewolf!"

"I'm going to eat you!"

"Hmm........"

The girl blinked, clutching the Bible, and then said, "You're right, but there are 36,721 werewolves in the world, and only one moon, which means that on the night of a full moon..."

She had only spoken halfway when the werewolf suddenly covered his ears as if he had gone mad, knelt on the ground, and wept bitterly.

"Please stop talking."

The girl tilted her head, looking at the werewolf who was crying bitterly in front of her, seemingly not understanding why he was crying.

"Mr. Werewolf, why are you crying?"

"Did you know that there are still 2.4 billion people in the world who don't have access to clean water, and that tears contain 0.9% salt, which means—"

"Woohoo!"

The werewolf let out a mournful howl that was completely unlike that of a wild beast, with a heavy crying tone. Its tail was tightly tucked between its hind legs, its ears were flattened back, and the whole wolf curled up into a ball of silver-gray fur on the airplane seat.

"vampire!"

"Van Helsing!!"

"I'm here! I'm here! Come and kill me, I don't want to live anymore! Come and kill me!!"

"Mr. Werewolf..."

The girl wanted to comfort the werewolf, even though she didn't understand why he was crying. But God had said to extend compassion to every suffering creature.

She reached out and tried to touch the werewolf's head.

"Damn it!!!!"

"Don't come any closer and bite me!!!!"

The werewolf retreated in terror, its eyes filled with tears.

"Flight attendant!!! Fuck you, flight attendant, come quick!!!"

"I want to eat Western food, the most luxurious first-class meal!!"

He frantically pressed the call button for first class, as if each press would summon a flight attendant to rescue him from the clutches of this talkative saintess.

The girl's clutches were getting closer and closer.

The werewolf's eyes were bloodshot.

Despair filled his heart at that moment.

However, the next second.

Jingle ~

A crisp bell rang, accompanied by the aroma of a Western-style food cart, and a flight attendant with a standard smile appeared at the end of the aisle.

"Sir, your deluxe first-class meal is ready."

The werewolf paused for a second.

The next second, he darted to the cart at a speed invisible to the naked eye, grabbed the knife from the silver plate, and pointed it tremblingly at his own throat.

"You...you stay away..."

"If you take one more step closer... I'll... I'll commit suicide!"

Upon hearing this, the girl indeed stopped in her tracks.

Just as the werewolf finally breathed a sigh of relief, the girl suddenly said, "You're right, but the new Three Kingdoms is a..."

"Aaaaaaaahh ...

The werewolf broke down.

He suddenly grabbed the silver knife and fork from the table and then plunged them into his own skull.

puff!

Fresh blood gushed out instantly.

The werewolf's body slumped down, but a relieved smile appeared on his furry wolf mouth.

"I'm sorry, this has caused you some inconvenience."

The flight attendant smiled and dragged away the werewolf's corpse, then pleaded with the saint, "Would you please return to your seat?"

"Okay, flight attendant."

The girl obediently nodded.

The girl, who had just returned to her seat, quickly filled her eyes with tears.

She didn't understand why the poor werewolf suddenly committed suicide. She was so close, so very close, to redeeming him.

I don't understand.

So the girl decided to seek help from outside the venue.

She slowly turned her head to look at the count beside her, who was sweating profusely, wearing a black trench coat, with a pale face and sharp teeth sticking out at the corners of his mouth.

"Mr. Vampire, why is he using purple clay?"

vampire:"........"

"Hello, is this Van Helsing?"

The vampire count dialed a number expressionlessly, as if he were talking about the weather, "You don't need to come and catch me anymore."

After saying that, he waved to the flight attendant.

"Give me a glass of blood from 1982."

"It has to be AIDS flavored."

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When the girl disembarked, there wasn't a single living non-human creature left in the entire first-class cabin.

"What a beautiful day."

The girl squinted at the distant sun.

"The gospel of the Lord has been sprinkled on the earth again."

She spoke softly, holding the "Prayer for Peace," and stepped onto the land of the Dragon Kingdom.

At the foot of the gangway, a Vatican official in a black suit and sunglasses had been waiting for some time. He saw that only the saintess gracefully stepped off the plane, with no one behind her, and his lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

"Your Highness...where are the werewolf deputy commander and the vampire count?"

"Eh?"

The girl was stunned for a moment, then started to cry.

"They...they killed themselves."